This is also true.

Why did Zhang San not let those soldiers come down when he went to this empty island to do business, he just took a few soldiers with him.

But now.

This person was obviously looking down on him and wasting his time recruiting people.

"Why, you feel guilty, so you don't dare to speak?"

The fat man concluded: "You are a liar. You are talking about five thousand elite soldiers. Who do you think you are? If you want to scare me, you just have to ask about who I am. Isn't it that easy to be scared?"

There was a pause.

The fat man seemed to have thought of something and looked at Zhang San and others.

Suddenly an idea came into his mind.

Since this group of people was specifically designed to defraud them, it makes sense for him to arrest this group of people for the sake of peace in erdf, right?

Although these people are few.

But all of them are strong and strong, so if they catch them, they will definitely be able to sell them at a good price.

Think of this.

The fat man's heart moved, and he gave the man next to him a vague look.

Black eats black.

That's right.

Although they don't do this kind of thing often, even up to now, they have only done it once.

but.

It does not prevent this kind of existence.

As long as the identity of the person who comes to buy is very sensitive and he has something that fat people find rare, he will be cheated.

The subordinates realized what their master meant and left quietly.

Zhang San didn't notice any of this.

Zhang San frowned and looked at the fat man: "So, you don't want to sell it to us?"

"Since you don't have five thousand people, the guard just told us that you still have more than two hundred people. I wonder if you can show it to us so that we can decide whether to buy it or not."

If Fatty doesn't sell, Zhang San doesn't want to get entangled with him.

There are only about 200 people around. If he has this time, he might as well go to the next store, I'm afraid even hundreds of people will buy it.

"Here, here it is for you to see."

The fat man curled his lips and said: "Didn't you say before that you wanted to buy five thousand people? You know, there is no force in the erdf area that can sell you five thousand people."

"So, we just got emotional, I hope the guest officer doesn't mind."

"Let's call those two hundred people over now and show them to the guest officer."

Zhang San nodded and said no more.

He didn't notice that the fat man's eyes kept scanning them, as if he was looking at a product.

soon.

More than two hundred people came.

but.

They did not come for sale, but all came with weapons and leather armor, with serious faces, as if they were fighting.

Zhang San looked at the slightly stirred dust and frowned at the soldiers who were not far away from them: "What do you mean, they don't need to wear armor. After we recruit them back, we will equip them with weapons and various necessary supplies."

As soon as the fat man heard the sound of neat footsteps, he immediately ran away from Zhang San and came to the front of the soldiers.

"Hahaha."

When the fat man heard what Zhang San said, he laughed so hard: "You liar are so naive, do you still think we will sell you soldiers?"

"Five thousand people... just go ahead and dream. No one has ever said that they would buy five thousand people, unless the Merchant Alliance and the World Government came, but there was no news from them. Just you, a stranger."

, I just want to buy five thousand elite soldiers."

"Liar, you better become my prisoner now and let me sell you."

Zhang San frowned.

The other party... never believed that they wanted to buy five thousand people!

but.

The fat man guessed correctly.

They really didn't want to buy 5,000 people, they wanted to buy 10,000 people.

Five thousand people cannot play a big role on the battlefield of the merchant alliance and the family alliance, and can only passively defend.

Two days ago, Lu Bu and the others just killed 3,000 people.

so.

To Shang Meng and Zhang San, five thousand people is really nothing.

pity.

These people outside had never seen a battle between thousands of people. When they heard him say that he wanted to buy 5,000 people, they immediately regarded him as a liar.

but.

Zhang San is not used to him.

Since the other party is planning to sell him as a prisoner, he must be prepared for failure.

"I advise you to think twice, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences."

Zhang San snorted coldly, not caring about the more than two hundred elite soldiers on the other side.

Don't say two hundred.

Even if the opponent has two thousand people, five hundred people from the Merchant Alliance can still collide with the opponent.

"Hahaha."

The fat man kept laughing: "You are still pretending, you have already reached this point, there is no need to continue pretending, no matter how much you pretend, we will not believe it."

"You'd better just go ahead and capture me. This will save you some superficial pain and save some of our physical strength."

"Don't think that a dozen of you can beat the two hundred of us."

"Yeah?"

Zhang San grinned and didn't bother to argue with the other party.

"Bah bang bang!"

Zhang San clapped his hands heavily and looked at the fat man with a smile: "I hope you can still say something like this later."

his rear.

The merchant alliance soldiers looked at the fat man with pitiful eyes, as if he was a dead body the next moment.

When the fat man saw this scene, he felt a little unhappy.

Why is the other party so calm?

To know.

There are more than two hundred people here, and there are only a dozen people on the other side. It's a crushing situation.

Putting the unconfident thoughts out of his mind, he could only think that the other party was bluffing.

The fat man Jie laughed: "You still want to use little tricks to confuse me. You really don't know how to live or die."

but.

Soon the fat man was dumbfounded.

Just hear.

Behind the other party, there was suddenly a slight vibration.

Soon.

A neat team of soldiers, equipped with various high-tech weapons, strode forward, ready to go. Although there were only five hundred in number, it seemed like there were thousands of people walking towards them.

this……

This...this...

The fat man was sluggish, and the short knife in his hand fell down at some point.

He looked at the liar who just said that there were hundreds of people standing behind him, and every one of them felt a strong sense of oppression, as if they were facing life and death.

An unpleasant thought flashed through the fat man's mind.
To be continued...